135: Special Rewards

This sword strike slashed out.

It was as if six massive black holes appeared between heaven and earth, rotating and emitting a terrifying aura that could devour everything and bury all living beings.

The seemingly incredibly violent Myriad Tribulations Thunder Pool, the moment it touched these six black holes, was like a small stream flowing into the sea.

Without even raising a ripple, it was directly swallowed up!

"Pfft!"

The Phenomenon was broken, and Lei Qianjue suffered a devastating blow.

Like a kite with a broken string, he flew backward and slammed heavily onto the ground outside the arena, his bones shattered and his Meridians snapped, completely falling unconscious.

A narrow escape from death!

Had Lu Xueyao not held back thirty percent of her power at the last moment, he would be a dead man by now.

The entire field was dead silent.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the woman on the arena, her white robes fluttering like a Sword Immortal descending to the mortal realm.

Too strong!

Is this really the combat power a Foundation Establishment Stage can possess?

That endless stream of terrifying sword techniques was simply despair-inducing!

"Bastard!!"

On the high platform, within the seats of the Purple Heaven Immortal Sect, Dao Monarch Qingxiao suddenly stood up, killing intent revealed in his eyes.

Lei Qianjue was the Sect's hope for the future; how could he have been turned into a cripple?

"Junior! To strike with such malice!"

"Die for me!"

Although Dao Monarch Qingxiao did not act directly, his massive Void Refining Divine Soul power transformed into an invisible lightning spike in an instant, viciously stabbing toward Lu Xueyao on the arena.

This was a hidden move!

Bullying the small as an elder, and using a Divine Soul attack at that—it was utterly despicable!

Lu Xueyao had just finished a great battle, and her mind had not yet fully relaxed; facing this sudden Void Refining-level Divine Soul attack, she had no time to react.

However.

At the very moment that Divine Soul spike was about to pierce into Lu Xueyao's Sea of Consciousness.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort exploded like thunder within Dao Monarch Qingxiao's Sea of Consciousness.

"Boom!"

A terrifying Divine Soul pressure, a hundred or a thousand times stronger than Dao Monarch Qingxiao's and comparable to an Integration Stage Great Expert, swept forth from the Azure Cloud Sect's seats like a tsunami.

"Pfft!"

The Divine Soul spike sent out by Dao Monarch Qingxiao instantly shattered.

Immediately after, that terrifying backlash force flowed back along the line of Karma.

"Ah!!"

Dao Monarch Qingxiao let out a shrill scream, clutching his head as blood sprayed from his seven orifices simultaneously; he tumbled from his seat in a wretched state.

His Divine Soul was directly and severely wounded by this single blow!

"Who?! Who is it?!"

Dao Monarch Qingxiao roared in terror.

"When peers spar, life and death are determined by fate."

Lu Yuan slowly set down his teacup and swept his indifferent gaze over Dao Monarch Qingxiao, his voice bone-chillingly cold.

"You, a Void Refining old monster, also want to launch a sneak attack?"

"If there is a next time, this seat will slash not just your Divine Soul, but your dog head!"

Overbearing!

Unparalleled dominance!

In front of everyone, he severely wounded a Late-Stage Void Refinement with a single word!

The whole audience broke into an uproar.

Everyone looked in terror at the green-robed man sitting on the high platform with an indifferent expression.

This is the Ancestor Qingyun?

This strength is simply too terrifying, isn't it?!

The others from the Purple Heaven Immortal Sect hurriedly helped Dao Monarch Qingxiao up, fuming with rage but not daring to speak.

Even a Late-Stage Void Refinement was instantly and severely wounded; who among them would dare to go up and seek death?

"The first day of the grand competition is over!"

Sect Master Yuhua took a deep look at Lu Yuan before announcing.

As the grand competition concluded, the various powers began to disperse.

The Ten Gates of the Immortal Dao arranged accommodations for all parties within Huangtian City.

Lu Yuan took Gu Qingxue, Lu Xueyao, and the other women back to the high-grade courtyard arranged for them to rest, amidst countless reverent gazes.

Night fell over Huangtian City; the bustling daytime spectacle slowly receded, leaving only a few lonely lamps dotting this giant city of immortal cultivation.

Inside the main hall of the Azure Cloud Sect's residence, the candlelight flickered.

Lu Yuan sat cross-legged on a cloud couch, resting with his eyes closed.

"Creak."

The hall door opened slightly, and a graceful figure slipped inside, then backhandedly cast a Restriction to completely isolate the hall from the outside world.

Lu Yuan slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw clearly who it was, a flicker of surprise could not help but cross his eyes.

The newcomer was indeed Lu Xueyao.

On ordinary days, she always wore a robe as white as snow, carrying a long sword on her back, her temperament as cold as a fairy of the cold palace, keeping everyone at a distance.

Yet tonight, she had shed that layer of cold disguise.

She wore a specially made moon-white Cicada-wing gauze dress; the material was extremely thin, and under the glow of the candlelight, one could faintly see the red plum-embroidered bellyband inside, as well as her skin, which was as delicate as suet white jade.

Her black hair, usually tied up high, was now casually draped over her shoulders, with a few strands falling between her collarbones, exuding an indescribable laziness and charm.

Most unexpectedly, she held a Pointer made of soft jade in her hand; this was clearly something used by private school teachers in the mortal world, yet appearing in the hands of this reincarnated Sword Immortal, it created a strong sense of contrast.

Lu Xueyao walked to the cloud couch, but instead of sitting down directly, she knelt on both knees, holding the Pointer with both hands and raising it above her head; her clear eyes were now filled with a watery light of intertwined admiration and shyness.

"Revered Master..."

Her red lips parted slightly, and her voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of trembling: "Today in the grand competition, your disciple defeated strong enemies in succession and even crippled Lu Shaoyou in front of everyone to reclaim the Sword Bone... I wonder if your disciple's performance has satisfied Revered Master?"

Lu Yuan looked down at her from above, a playful curve hooking the corner of his mouth.

This girl, usually so focused on sword practice that she seemed dull, has she finally seen the light tonight?

"Acceptable."

Lu Yuan indifferently uttered two words, reaching out to take the jade whip and gently tilting up her chin: "However, you could have done better."

"Your disciple knows her mistake..."

Lu Xueyao took the opportunity to press her cheek against Lu Yuan's palm, rubbing against it like a pet cat seeking affection: "Since your disciple's performance was acceptable, then Revered Master... could you give your disciple some rewards?"

When she spoke the word "reward," her voice was already as low as a mosquito's hum, and her pretty face was so red it looked like it was about to drip blood.

For this moment, she had secretly flipped through those "forbidden books" sent by Su Yueli and spent a long time building up her psychological resolve.

"Since it is what my disciple asks for, this teacher will naturally not be stingy."

Lu Yuan chuckled softly, and with a light flick of the jade whip in his hand.

Crack!

A crisp sound echoed through the silent hall.

"Come up; tonight, this teacher will teach you hand-in-hand what it truly means to... enter the Dao."

The gauze curtains fell, veiling a room full of springtime radiance.

This night, Lu Xueyao completely cast aside the reserve of a Sword Immortal and, under Lu Yuan's guidance, experienced another entirely different Great Dao of Bliss.

Amidst the intersection of Yin and Yang, Lu Yuan not only helped her smooth out the slightly restless Sword Qi after today's fierce battle but also deeply imprinted a sliver of insight into the Law of Reincarnation into the depths of her Sea of Consciousness through the fusion of their Divine Souls... It was 11 PM - 1 AM, the time when the night was at its thickest.

Lu Yuan's mind stirred slightly as the familiar System notification sound rang in his head.